Coping Poems - Poems about Coping

...Abort! This collapsed coping mechanism has left me alamort I was just a shameful conjugal visit And a muse for playing with fire You never questioned me and that's how I know you’re not innocen......Read the rest...

...MY ASSASIN HIDDEN OUT OF SIGHT AWAITS ME TO LEAVE MY HOME AT WHICH TIME SHE POINCE RIPPING PAGES ON MY NIGHT STAND SCRATCHING THE LOVKS ON OUR DOOR MY DISABLED FAMILY PANICS AT FIRST REALIZING THIS A......Read the rest...

...She spoke to the universe and calmly said That she wanted a marriage. She wanted to wed So she was sent to Johannesburg and into a monster's bed Where God taught her a lesson of life instead ......Read the rest...

...SADLY THIS TERROR BEGAN WITH A JAMAICAN GUNMAN ARRIVING TO END MY LIFE WITH MY STALKER JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY TONI HENRY TOWANDA HENRY FINALLY SHAKEELA HENRY ATTEMPTING TO IMPERSONATE ME AND EXTO......Read the rest...

...Well here we go off the top of my brain again It's been bad times with everything It's like I deserve it so the pain starts again Why can't I just rest let the angels sing t......Read the rest...

...I will not apologize for wearing wires pregnant for the Fbi buying weapons and drugs from corruption and taking down gang leaders who migrated to Wisconsin under queen pin cocaine heroin ha......Read the rest...

... I, eye, with my little spy, the colors of the abacus. The woolen pattern and bobbling often for a poncho, a season They were giggling throughout my first semester Got a little bit dim in the n......Read the rest...

...I deal with loss the best I can, 5th of May it all began, My partner beaten , We were cruelly parted, This is how my horror started, Future life will mean so little, Plans and hobbies play ......Read the rest...

...The lady with red dreadlocks Toni Townsend Johnson henry she was one rasta Andrews female drug dealer from the devils triangle in Tampa outside USF where I received mental health treatment for ......Read the rest...

...Igniting pain retrieving the chemical imbalance in my brain soft tissue itched my frontal lobe leaned over my forehead as my temporal lobe offered little comfort in cognitive skills my optic ......Read the rest...

...Rolling your eyes, the chair in your hand fronting me, pulling my backpack with both hands, eyebrow risen, movement of mine you quickly stepping aside holding the back of your backpack, the accid......Read the rest...

...The battle in your chest Would make a strong heart tremble; But I braced against the test: Survival’s not so simple. We marched until the boots Split seams from heavy wear; My mother’s troub......Read the rest...

...What people do when faced with life challenges and know they must move on......Read the rest...

...I'm reeling Because the way I'm feeling Isn't conductive to the path I wish to take I walk on edges Refuse pledges Whilst agreeing with the concept But not the manner I'm instructed My ......Read the rest...

...In chambers filled with laughter, light, and carefree sound, A discordant echo hangs, heavy and unbound. A specter in the corner, draped in deep shadows, A chilling truth the merry words refuse to......Read the rest...